She's raising a cigarette to her lips and I can see a tremor in her hand. She gets to finish her drink and then my Sir tells her to sit on the table and he kisses her. He allows me to kiss her and I do so. She tries to grope my chest with her clammy desperate mitts but I put her hands at her side. I take off almost all her clothes and start to gently kiss her neck and chest. I role her left nipple between my finger tips and then I pinch, tightly, very hard indeed. She yelps. The first of many.
She gets to lay on her back as I eat her. I sink my teeth into her thighs, bite after bite on both sides. She tells me later that her legs are bruised now. Good. I lick her cunt and get her menstrual blood and cum and smell all over my face. My Sir clamps and tortures her nipples while I eat.
After her first orgasm with her nipples still clamped we make her kneel in front of us on the table. She asks for water. We give her some. I yank the clamps on her nipples as she goes to drink from the glass and she gets water all over her dumb face. I smile.
We make her kneel in front of us on the table and my Sir inspects her holes. She has mentioned her reluctance to have her bottom penetrated so I of course begin to poke my finger inside her. She seems more than amenable. I poke a few more fingers in her and can feel her faeces sloshing around in her colon. Disgusting. Sir tells me that she's blushing. Myself and he, push our fingers into her holes and make her space out and cum in whimpering tremors. She makes delicious little mousy noises.
She gets to come on her back again. We decide so. I talk to her, whispering in her little ears and he smacks her cunt and fucks her with his fingers. She is shocked and away. I tell her how nice it feels to be gone. How soft the air is. How warm it is. How lucky she is to be there. How lucky she is to be in our company. I make her tell us that she likes us and I make her tell me I'm beautiful. I know I am. I am powerful and I am in control.
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